Suddenly, he actually turned to me, and said "Let me get out of your way," and moved.
!!!!!
I couldn't believe it. I remembered my book about a man's search for psychic children. Maybe this is one of the psychic children all grown up! I think I actually looked over my shoulder and smiled at him.
Later, when I was putting away my groceries in my car, he and his car were next to my car. It was nighttime.
He asked if I was doing okay with everything. I said I was fine. He said happy holidays. I said thank you. He said you're welcome.
And while I do feel obligated to point out that this still shows that he's probably a bit clueless about the privilege felt by strange men talking to women in dark parking lots at night, since he did not mean any harm, I did not take it badly.
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